i hate my own bones.
why cant they bend like the models in the magazines?
this is a warm up class for the plane crash that i call my self-esteem.
the pressure to perform is something that i cannot ignore.
sex is only in the form of text when it comes to my own context.
and thoughtlessness is just a reflex
i under eat and fail to meet my status qoua
lip ( Read more... )

I am the advantage of the new age
A lucky boy or a lyrical decoy?
I continue to keep you guessing with every line that i deploy
My forte is the way I align my lines
I lace them up around your ankles
and I wont stop until they tie up your mind

You can cut the hype with a knife
But I prefer to pop culture with my pen
Yeah we lived our lives under lights
As ( Read more... )

just found out I'm going away in like.. an hour and I need to pack everything.
I don't wanna get kicked D: so this goes for

Shaant, Hanna-Beth, Valentin and Curtis Ward.

please and thank you. D:
I'll miss you all.

i judged her by her thighs and the way she would critisize my every move.
i indulged in the best of the best with a lack of sex and a hint of...
i am obsessed. i'll admit
and when i have a nervous twitch, i will face it
because my Tréo can only do so much
it's gotta killer tone but it lacks your touch
and now...so ironically
the screen reaching out at me ( Read more... )

After  what feels like a year of silence I reserve the right to refuse your tours of abuse.
A ringless finger is something that one should relay to those who linger on the right side of things.
Rise above and make love.


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A man at such a young age
Lucky enough to find 'himself ' but only when he's onstage
From the moment he steps off
He suffers from the 'Lack plague'
Where confidence runs and his selfe'steam' loses it's heat
On stage is the only place 
Where the two symptoms amicably meet.
And although sound in mind his body walks an insecure line
He keeps telling himself ( Read more... )

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I really enjoy this song.

It's Mornin' time and the girls still there
They lying naked with some Asses in the air (That's what I'm talkin' bout)
Anna wants it bad she's got some big kahunas
But I say I'll be back gotta get some more Coronas

xoxo shaantaholic

My name is Shaant,
I write words and prance for Cute Is What We Aim For.
When I am not globe trotting, I reside in Chicago, Buffalo, NY.
I cook at least twice a day. You could call me a culinary canary, constantly smitten just singing in the kitchen.
After 22 years I'm still searching for the norm and avoiding it at all costs.
There is something ( Read more... )

there's this boy i know..
he's pretty much perfect..
he's pregnant too..
he's so beautiful..
i know i'm in love.
i've taken him to Paris for christmas..
because after christmas he won't be able to fly..
he's perfect.